Dancing in the shadows of myself
Unseen, the breeze, the voice,
barren fields of the broken heart.
Lost on an April day
A mother's face.. a lovely poem full of emotions. mother, the love
Very poetic in sense.. thank you very much dear poetess. tony
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Dancing in the shadows of myself Unseen, the breeze, the voice, barren fields of the broken heart. Lost on an April day A mother's face.. a lovely poem full of emotions. mother, the love Very poetic in sense.. thank you very much dear poetess. tony